Happy Holidays, swirlsofblue!
Title: Remember Chicago?
Recipient: swirlsofblue
Author: Anon
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Klaus/Stefan/Rebekah
Word Count: 2953
Warnings: slash, threesome, incest, bondage, blood play, dub-con (compulsion), role-playing (slave)
Summary: When Rebekah woke up, she remembered Chicago in the Twenties where she first met Stefan and finally gave into her forbidden desire.
Author's Notes: Written for the tvd_holidays Fic Exchange. It’s a prompt by swirlsofblue: “Stefan/Rebekah or Klaus/Rebekah or Klaus/Rebekah/Stefan; Rebekah's POV through the years, especially 3x03/3x04”
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Remember Chicago?
With a gasp Rebekah came suddenly back to life, opening her eyes to see what has happened. Instantly she remembered how Klaus had daggered her again during their flight from Chicago. How many years have passed this time?
She sat up and looked around and there he was: Stefan. She smiled as she began to remember the last time she had seen him, but he didn’t return it. In fact, he was looking at her with indifference, as if she was a stranger. Rebekah wasn’t stupid and immediately came to the conclusion that her brother must have compelled him to forget. What a pity…
She remembered Chicago, in the 20s of the 20th century. It had been a great time: lovely dresses that didn't take away the breath, the freedom for women and the wonderful music and dances. She remembered meeting a cocky, good-looking and quite vicious young vampire. Stefan. Despite being centuries older he had ensnared her senses, and soon they had been meeting regularly in the club of the witch Gloria.
They were dancing for a couple of nights, before Rebekah finally told him her name. Stefan invited her for dinner and Rebekah went along, curious to see how Stefan would hunt. He was ferocious, playing with his food before he went for the kill. A part of Rebekah was shocked, but that was the tiny part she always had to suppress during her own hunting sprees. They drank from one person at the same time, sharing the still hot blood. Looking up Rebekah met his red eyes, darkened by the veins surrounding it. She forgot all about the blood, about the body, and jumped on the young vampire, kissing him hungrily. He kissed back with the same vigor and Rebekah felt lust like she hadn’t had in a long time.
The body of their victim fell down when Stefan pushed her against the wall of the alley. Opening her legs Rebekah allowed him to press against her, welcoming the sensation of his hard cock.
“It’s not very gentlemanly to not even take me to a proper room.”
Stefan chuckled next to her cheek as he began to rub against her hot center.
“Do you really want me to stop right now? I find it is much more exciting here where everyone could walk in any given moment.”
Rebekah found no argument against his logic and wrapped her legs around the young vampire, ripping her tight dress in the process. Stefan kissed her hard and then he bit her lip. The original vampire loved the sensation as blood was drawn out of her lip. The last lovers she had had been humans and she had missed the raw power between vampires. Her patience was running short, though.
“Then I propose that you take me. And as hard as you can.”
Stefan didn’t hesitate and opened his trousers. Adjusting her he held her with one arm when he drove inside. They both groaned out in unison. Stefan pushed into her, pressing her against the cold wall. He was hot inside her, a result of the earlier feast and Rebekah clenched around him. Then a clever finger found her clit and she moaned loudly.
“Yes! Just like that!”
It didn’t take much longer until they would reach their peak and Rebekah surged forwards, clamping her sharp teeth in Stefan’s neck. The skin broke and the warm blood tasted heavenly. Then, suddenly, Stefan did the same with her. The pain and the taste of blood finally brought her over the edge and she gave a long drawn-out groan, feeling Stefan shudder as he came deep inside her.
From then on they met quite regularly. Rebekah had a hard time hiding those meetings from her brother. She knew that Klaus never approved of her choices in men and this time she wanted to prolong the affair as long as she was able to. After hundreds of years Rebekah wasn’t naïve anymore and didn’t expect to ever have her happily after. Even though Stefan was a vampire, she wasn’t sure if he could care for her. It was obvious that he’d shut down his ability to feel deep emotions and Rebekah didn’t want that life for her.
But for now it was fun and she was looking forward to their meetings. It was fortunate that her brother seemed to be equally engaged with somebody else. Rebekah didn’t ask as she was just glad to be left alone and didn’t care at all for his latest fling. If she thought too long about it, she would only get angry. Angry at Klaus for figuratively caging her, for ruling over her life while he did just what he wanted to do. But he was stronger than her and he had those daggers always at the ready. Despite all this Rebekah had sworn to stand at her brother’s side against their traitorous father Mikael. She didn’t want to trouble herself with running from both her father and Klaus.
But then one evening as she was dancing with Stefan in their favorite club, Klaus appeared. Burying her annoyance and fear, Rebekah introduced them. She wasn’t ignorant and immediately realized that something wasn’t right. Stefan was smirking at Klaus in a knowing way and her brother… her brother was looking very angry and… jealous. Rebekah frowned, not remembering when she had ever seen that look on his face.
“I got stood-up by my date and look what I find here! My date dancing with my sister who obviously knows him for quite some time. Say, Stefan, do you care to explain?”
Hearing Klaus’ words made Rebekah realize as to what was going on. She drew away from Stefan and joined her brother in his rage.
“What! You slept with my brother? That’s why you weren’t coming to meet me every day? You…”
Her voice left her as she didn’t know what to say? She had slowly been falling for Stefan despite her better knowledge and to recognize that he didn’t care for her in the same way was like a slap in the face. Especially since he was with Klaus, her brother. Though Rebekah didn’t mind whom her brother took to bed, men or women. On the contrary. There were a few times she would watch when her brother slept with another man, intrigued beyond any sense of propriety. After centuries together with her brother it wasn’t uncommon for both of them to have sex in the same room, watching each other being taken or taking someone else. So was this any different?
Stefan just laughed cockily.
“I was wondering when you both would find out. It wasn’t difficult to realize that the siblings you were both talking about, have been the other one. But I must say, the relation between you is obvious. You act the same during sex…”
Klaus apparently had enough and angrily rushed forwards, snapping Stefan’s neck in an instant without anyone noticing in the dark corner they were. They both watched the young vampire slump down and then looked at each other.
“So now what?” Rebekah asked. She was feeling conflicted and it did seem her brother as well.
“First we take him to our home. I gather that he hasn’t been there with you, no?”
Rebekah nodded and Klaus threw Stefan’s body over his shoulder. At their temporary home, a lavish apartment on top of the best hotel in Chicago, he threw Stefan on his big bed. Then Klaus smirked and pulled out ropes, putting them around Stefan’s wrists and legs to effectively spread-eagle him on the bed.
“This won’t hold him, Klaus, you know that!”
Klaus just smirked.
“As soon as he wakes up I will compel him to do our bidding. I think it’s a nice lecture after the stunt he pulled. Stefan is quite good in the sack and I don’t want to miss out. So tell me, sister, do you want to watch us?”
The idea of seeing Stefan taken by her brother made Rebekah instantly aroused. Her brother sniffed the air and laughed.
“Ah, I can already smell you. If you want, you can participate. After all, Stefan did deceive us and it’s just fair to do him at the same time.”
Rebekah agreed and they sat on each side of the bed, ripping off Stefan’s clothes. Soon he lay naked on the bed, his arms and legs spread, showing off ever part of his body. The bones in the neck was already put back together and then his eyes flew open. Klaus immediately bent over and looked into them.
“Hello, Stefan. How nice of you to join the living again. You will do what we ask you to do. For this day, you will be our slave. Our sex slave, to be exact.”
Rebekah shuddered as excitement rushed through her. Since Stefan had had no problem sleeping with both of them, she knew that he wasn’t really opposed to the compulsion. Having satisfied her conscience, she crawled over and stroked Stefan’s face.
“You have been very naughty.”
Bending down she kissed him, noticing that he responded, but let her have the dominance. Then Klaus pushed her away.
“I want that mouth, too.”
Watching them kiss was nothing short of breathtaking. Rebekah involuntarily began to stroke down to her folds, searching for the nub there. Klaus was taking Stefan’s lips with force. Nibbling on them he bit Stefan until some blood droplets poured out. Licking them up, Klaus then crushed their mouths together. The desire obvious on her sibling’s face made Rebekah moan and she began to undress herself.
Klaus watched her as she stroked her breasts, not caring that she was close to crossing the line of sibling behavior.
“I want to see you fucking him. Stefan can pleasure me with his mouth.”
They both worked together to get the young vampire in the right position, adjusting the ropes even though they were not necessary because of the compulsion. By now Stefan’s cock was already hard, showing that he liked how he was being handled. Rebekah sat down on a pillow behind Stefan’s face, leaning against the headboard. She was already wet and ready for action.
“Lick me, slave.”
“Yes, mistress.”
Rebekah was pleased with his answer and opened her legs, pulling Stefan’s face up until he could fulfill his duty. The first touch of that talented tongue was wonderful and Rebekah relaxed with satisfaction. Stefan first licked her wet folds, tasting her juices, then he drew up until he found her clit. Circling it with his tongue made her moan out. But then he stopped. Just before Rebekah could reprimand him, she saw the reason: Klaus was lubing up Stefan’s ass. Even though she couldn’t see that, it was obvious that he was pushing his fingers inside.
“Is he tight, brother?”
“Yes, tight enough for my cock. Do you see how much he enjoys that, the slut?”
Rebekah smirked. “Yes. I doubt the compulsion was necessary. Though I enjoy him acting like a slave. But I think that’s enough preparation. Take him!”
Klaus did just that and pushed inside with one swift thrust, holding Stefan’s thighs open. The groan Stefan let out was needy and Rebekah chuckled.
“Our slave is so responsive. When I was together with him, he held back much more. I want to hear more, fuck him hard, Klaus.”
Her brother complied easily and the bed shook with every push. Rebekah pulled Stefan’s head back once again and pushed her crotch against his mouth. He understood the hint and began to pleasure her once again.
“So, sister, do you like our slave? Does he satisfy you as well as me?” her brother asked while speeding up his thrusts.
Rebekah moaned now, not caring to hold back, as she caressed her breasts. Her eyes were glued to Klaus’ cock driving in and out of Stefan’s hidden hole. She wanted more, just seeing it wasn’t enough, but for now she held back. They had played this game for centuries and until now had not cared to finally do it. But Rebekah sensed that today was the time, while sharing that young vampire.
“His mouth is good, as you surely know. That deserves a reward. Touch his cock.”
Once again Klaus did just as she asked. It seemed to be just the encouragement Stefan needed. His tongue pressed inside her, touching the small spot that never ceased to give her a good time. Rebekah pushed upwards, not closing her eyes to watch as Klaus came. She had always liked the expression on his face during orgasm. It was a mix between deep satisfaction and surprise. It was enough to make her come as well.
Panting Rebekah pulled away and crawled to the middle of the bed. Klaus had taken out his softening cock and Stefan’s hole was leaking pearly fluids. She stroked through the mess, delighted how the pucker shuddered and opened up slightly. Looking up to her brother, she licked her finger clean, enjoying the bitter taste of him. Klaus just smiled and kissed their slave in turn, tasting her own juices on his face. Stefan still had not come and Rebekah pulled off the bonds.
“So what do you want to do for the second round?”
Klaus was watching her through knowing eyes.
“First our slave should completely undress myself, with his mouth. You can rip through the clothes, slave.”
Stefan obeyed as Rebekah watched with rapture. Her brother was gorgeous despite his violent personality. She wanted… she finally wanted to touch him, to really touch him everywhere. She didn’t care that if she allowed it, he could possess her in a way he hadn’t until now. Licking her lips she tasted once again the salty cum and made her decision.
“If you ride him, you can take me. How’s that, brother?”
Never losing his smirk Klaus reached out and pulled her close. The forgot all about Stefan as they kissed, sharing their own juices with each other. Rebekah loved the taste of her brother’s mouth and pushed closer, pressing herself against his now equally naked body, her eager hands mapping out his chest. Stefan crouched nearby, still hard as he watched them as they allowed themselves the pleasure they had not sought before.
Klaus touched her in the same demanding way he handled everything else in their relationship. For once Rebekah allowed it, enjoyed it even when he fondled both her nipples with his mouth and hand, sucking hard on one.
“I think that’s an agreeable solution.”
Hearing their talk Stefan brought the lube.
“Should I prepare you, master?”
“Yes, but my sister will assist you.”
It wasn’t new for Rebekah and she sank to her knees, joining Stefan. While shaking a bit she thrust one lubed finger inside her brother’s body, helped by Stefan who spread the cheeks for her. Her brother groaned and Rebekah pulled the finger out only to push inside again. Then suddenly Stefan’s tongue joined her finger, licking her and her brother’s entrance. It was exhilarating. They continued until Rebekah had three fingers inside, marveling how the hole widened to accept them. Then Klaus ordered them to stop.
“Slave, lay down on the bed.”
Stefan once more laid down on the bed, stroking his neglected cock. Klaus kneeled down over his crotch and then, with a quick move, sat down on Stefan’s cock. Rebekah watched with awe how it was swallowed by Klaus’ body. The young vampire groaned and tried to push upwards, but Klaus held him down easily with one hand.
“No, behave. First my sister should get her taste of my cock!”
Smirking a bit to mask her apprehension, Rebekah sat down on Stefan’s chest, just in front of her brother. She leaned forwards to kiss the grinning mouth, wanting to make him stop. Klaus put one arm around her and with a practiced move pushed into her. They froze when he was completely sheathed inside, looking into each other’s eyes. For a moment Rebekah was a bit disappointed. Physically it was no different than sleeping with any other man. But, knowing that this was taboo, that this was wrong in the eyes of nearly every society made it exciting.
Rebekah began to move and then another set of hands were on her ass and hips, groping and stroking her. She didn’t have to do anything as both men began to move. Stefan bucked upwards and Klaus move forwards and back again. It was like a wave. Soon the room was filled by moans and gasps, as well as with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and the bed was creaking with their movements.
Then they heard Stefan groaning as he approached the edge, screaming out both their names when he came. Despite her earlier orgasm Rebekah felt her insides shiver in the familiar anticipation. Klaus still held her with one arm and the other stroked her clit. With Stefan’s hands behind her it was all too much. Screaming out, Rebekah came, clenching around her brother’s cock. Even for Klaus it was all he needed and he spilled his seed deep inside her.
They all slumped on the bed in a tangle of limbs, not caring that they were covered in each other’s juices. Rebekah fell asleep instantly being held by both men.
*
Just two days later Mikael had found them and Klaus forbade her to stay behind with Stefan in the middle of chaos. She only remembered being dragged to the back alley when a familiar dagger was pushed into her heart. What had happened in the meantime? There was only one way to find out and thus Rebekah got out of the coffin.
THE END
Recipient: swirlsofblue
Author: Anon
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Klaus/Stefan/Rebekah
Word Count: 2953
Warnings: slash, threesome, incest, bondage, blood play, dub-con (compulsion), role-playing (slave)
Summary: When Rebekah woke up, she remembered Chicago in the Twenties where she first met Stefan and finally gave into her forbidden desire.
Author's Notes: Written for the tvd_holidays Fic Exchange. It’s a prompt by swirlsofblue: “Stefan/Rebekah or Klaus/Rebekah or Klaus/Rebekah/Stefan; Rebekah's POV through the years, especially 3x03/3x04”
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Remember Chicago?
With a gasp Rebekah came suddenly back to life, opening her eyes to see what has happened. Instantly she remembered how Klaus had daggered her again during their flight from Chicago. How many years have passed this time?
She sat up and looked around and there he was: Stefan. She smiled as she began to remember the last time she had seen him, but he didn’t return it. In fact, he was looking at her with indifference, as if she was a stranger. Rebekah wasn’t stupid and immediately came to the conclusion that her brother must have compelled him to forget. What a pity…
She remembered Chicago, in the 20s of the 20th century. It had been a great time: lovely dresses that didn't take away the breath, the freedom for women and the wonderful music and dances. She remembered meeting a cocky, good-looking and quite vicious young vampire. Stefan. Despite being centuries older he had ensnared her senses, and soon they had been meeting regularly in the club of the witch Gloria.
They were dancing for a couple of nights, before Rebekah finally told him her name. Stefan invited her for dinner and Rebekah went along, curious to see how Stefan would hunt. He was ferocious, playing with his food before he went for the kill. A part of Rebekah was shocked, but that was the tiny part she always had to suppress during her own hunting sprees. They drank from one person at the same time, sharing the still hot blood. Looking up Rebekah met his red eyes, darkened by the veins surrounding it. She forgot all about the blood, about the body, and jumped on the young vampire, kissing him hungrily. He kissed back with the same vigor and Rebekah felt lust like she hadn’t had in a long time.
The body of their victim fell down when Stefan pushed her against the wall of the alley. Opening her legs Rebekah allowed him to press against her, welcoming the sensation of his hard cock.
“It’s not very gentlemanly to not even take me to a proper room.”
Stefan chuckled next to her cheek as he began to rub against her hot center.
“Do you really want me to stop right now? I find it is much more exciting here where everyone could walk in any given moment.”
Rebekah found no argument against his logic and wrapped her legs around the young vampire, ripping her tight dress in the process. Stefan kissed her hard and then he bit her lip. The original vampire loved the sensation as blood was drawn out of her lip. The last lovers she had had been humans and she had missed the raw power between vampires. Her patience was running short, though.
“Then I propose that you take me. And as hard as you can.”
Stefan didn’t hesitate and opened his trousers. Adjusting her he held her with one arm when he drove inside. They both groaned out in unison. Stefan pushed into her, pressing her against the cold wall. He was hot inside her, a result of the earlier feast and Rebekah clenched around him. Then a clever finger found her clit and she moaned loudly.
“Yes! Just like that!”
It didn’t take much longer until they would reach their peak and Rebekah surged forwards, clamping her sharp teeth in Stefan’s neck. The skin broke and the warm blood tasted heavenly. Then, suddenly, Stefan did the same with her. The pain and the taste of blood finally brought her over the edge and she gave a long drawn-out groan, feeling Stefan shudder as he came deep inside her.
From then on they met quite regularly. Rebekah had a hard time hiding those meetings from her brother. She knew that Klaus never approved of her choices in men and this time she wanted to prolong the affair as long as she was able to. After hundreds of years Rebekah wasn’t naïve anymore and didn’t expect to ever have her happily after. Even though Stefan was a vampire, she wasn’t sure if he could care for her. It was obvious that he’d shut down his ability to feel deep emotions and Rebekah didn’t want that life for her.
But for now it was fun and she was looking forward to their meetings. It was fortunate that her brother seemed to be equally engaged with somebody else. Rebekah didn’t ask as she was just glad to be left alone and didn’t care at all for his latest fling. If she thought too long about it, she would only get angry. Angry at Klaus for figuratively caging her, for ruling over her life while he did just what he wanted to do. But he was stronger than her and he had those daggers always at the ready. Despite all this Rebekah had sworn to stand at her brother’s side against their traitorous father Mikael. She didn’t want to trouble herself with running from both her father and Klaus.
But then one evening as she was dancing with Stefan in their favorite club, Klaus appeared. Burying her annoyance and fear, Rebekah introduced them. She wasn’t ignorant and immediately realized that something wasn’t right. Stefan was smirking at Klaus in a knowing way and her brother… her brother was looking very angry and… jealous. Rebekah frowned, not remembering when she had ever seen that look on his face.
“I got stood-up by my date and look what I find here! My date dancing with my sister who obviously knows him for quite some time. Say, Stefan, do you care to explain?”
Hearing Klaus’ words made Rebekah realize as to what was going on. She drew away from Stefan and joined her brother in his rage.
“What! You slept with my brother? That’s why you weren’t coming to meet me every day? You…”
Her voice left her as she didn’t know what to say? She had slowly been falling for Stefan despite her better knowledge and to recognize that he didn’t care for her in the same way was like a slap in the face. Especially since he was with Klaus, her brother. Though Rebekah didn’t mind whom her brother took to bed, men or women. On the contrary. There were a few times she would watch when her brother slept with another man, intrigued beyond any sense of propriety. After centuries together with her brother it wasn’t uncommon for both of them to have sex in the same room, watching each other being taken or taking someone else. So was this any different?
Stefan just laughed cockily.
“I was wondering when you both would find out. It wasn’t difficult to realize that the siblings you were both talking about, have been the other one. But I must say, the relation between you is obvious. You act the same during sex…”
Klaus apparently had enough and angrily rushed forwards, snapping Stefan’s neck in an instant without anyone noticing in the dark corner they were. They both watched the young vampire slump down and then looked at each other.
“So now what?” Rebekah asked. She was feeling conflicted and it did seem her brother as well.
“First we take him to our home. I gather that he hasn’t been there with you, no?”
Rebekah nodded and Klaus threw Stefan’s body over his shoulder. At their temporary home, a lavish apartment on top of the best hotel in Chicago, he threw Stefan on his big bed. Then Klaus smirked and pulled out ropes, putting them around Stefan’s wrists and legs to effectively spread-eagle him on the bed.
“This won’t hold him, Klaus, you know that!”
Klaus just smirked.
“As soon as he wakes up I will compel him to do our bidding. I think it’s a nice lecture after the stunt he pulled. Stefan is quite good in the sack and I don’t want to miss out. So tell me, sister, do you want to watch us?”
The idea of seeing Stefan taken by her brother made Rebekah instantly aroused. Her brother sniffed the air and laughed.
“Ah, I can already smell you. If you want, you can participate. After all, Stefan did deceive us and it’s just fair to do him at the same time.”
Rebekah agreed and they sat on each side of the bed, ripping off Stefan’s clothes. Soon he lay naked on the bed, his arms and legs spread, showing off ever part of his body. The bones in the neck was already put back together and then his eyes flew open. Klaus immediately bent over and looked into them.
“Hello, Stefan. How nice of you to join the living again. You will do what we ask you to do. For this day, you will be our slave. Our sex slave, to be exact.”
Rebekah shuddered as excitement rushed through her. Since Stefan had had no problem sleeping with both of them, she knew that he wasn’t really opposed to the compulsion. Having satisfied her conscience, she crawled over and stroked Stefan’s face.
“You have been very naughty.”
Bending down she kissed him, noticing that he responded, but let her have the dominance. Then Klaus pushed her away.
“I want that mouth, too.”
Watching them kiss was nothing short of breathtaking. Rebekah involuntarily began to stroke down to her folds, searching for the nub there. Klaus was taking Stefan’s lips with force. Nibbling on them he bit Stefan until some blood droplets poured out. Licking them up, Klaus then crushed their mouths together. The desire obvious on her sibling’s face made Rebekah moan and she began to undress herself.
Klaus watched her as she stroked her breasts, not caring that she was close to crossing the line of sibling behavior.
“I want to see you fucking him. Stefan can pleasure me with his mouth.”
They both worked together to get the young vampire in the right position, adjusting the ropes even though they were not necessary because of the compulsion. By now Stefan’s cock was already hard, showing that he liked how he was being handled. Rebekah sat down on a pillow behind Stefan’s face, leaning against the headboard. She was already wet and ready for action.
“Lick me, slave.”
“Yes, mistress.”
Rebekah was pleased with his answer and opened her legs, pulling Stefan’s face up until he could fulfill his duty. The first touch of that talented tongue was wonderful and Rebekah relaxed with satisfaction. Stefan first licked her wet folds, tasting her juices, then he drew up until he found her clit. Circling it with his tongue made her moan out. But then he stopped. Just before Rebekah could reprimand him, she saw the reason: Klaus was lubing up Stefan’s ass. Even though she couldn’t see that, it was obvious that he was pushing his fingers inside.
“Is he tight, brother?”
“Yes, tight enough for my cock. Do you see how much he enjoys that, the slut?”
Rebekah smirked. “Yes. I doubt the compulsion was necessary. Though I enjoy him acting like a slave. But I think that’s enough preparation. Take him!”
Klaus did just that and pushed inside with one swift thrust, holding Stefan’s thighs open. The groan Stefan let out was needy and Rebekah chuckled.
“Our slave is so responsive. When I was together with him, he held back much more. I want to hear more, fuck him hard, Klaus.”
Her brother complied easily and the bed shook with every push. Rebekah pulled Stefan’s head back once again and pushed her crotch against his mouth. He understood the hint and began to pleasure her once again.
“So, sister, do you like our slave? Does he satisfy you as well as me?” her brother asked while speeding up his thrusts.
Rebekah moaned now, not caring to hold back, as she caressed her breasts. Her eyes were glued to Klaus’ cock driving in and out of Stefan’s hidden hole. She wanted more, just seeing it wasn’t enough, but for now she held back. They had played this game for centuries and until now had not cared to finally do it. But Rebekah sensed that today was the time, while sharing that young vampire.
“His mouth is good, as you surely know. That deserves a reward. Touch his cock.”
Once again Klaus did just as she asked. It seemed to be just the encouragement Stefan needed. His tongue pressed inside her, touching the small spot that never ceased to give her a good time. Rebekah pushed upwards, not closing her eyes to watch as Klaus came. She had always liked the expression on his face during orgasm. It was a mix between deep satisfaction and surprise. It was enough to make her come as well.
Panting Rebekah pulled away and crawled to the middle of the bed. Klaus had taken out his softening cock and Stefan’s hole was leaking pearly fluids. She stroked through the mess, delighted how the pucker shuddered and opened up slightly. Looking up to her brother, she licked her finger clean, enjoying the bitter taste of him. Klaus just smiled and kissed their slave in turn, tasting her own juices on his face. Stefan still had not come and Rebekah pulled off the bonds.
“So what do you want to do for the second round?”
Klaus was watching her through knowing eyes.
“First our slave should completely undress myself, with his mouth. You can rip through the clothes, slave.”
Stefan obeyed as Rebekah watched with rapture. Her brother was gorgeous despite his violent personality. She wanted… she finally wanted to touch him, to really touch him everywhere. She didn’t care that if she allowed it, he could possess her in a way he hadn’t until now. Licking her lips she tasted once again the salty cum and made her decision.
“If you ride him, you can take me. How’s that, brother?”
Never losing his smirk Klaus reached out and pulled her close. The forgot all about Stefan as they kissed, sharing their own juices with each other. Rebekah loved the taste of her brother’s mouth and pushed closer, pressing herself against his now equally naked body, her eager hands mapping out his chest. Stefan crouched nearby, still hard as he watched them as they allowed themselves the pleasure they had not sought before.
Klaus touched her in the same demanding way he handled everything else in their relationship. For once Rebekah allowed it, enjoyed it even when he fondled both her nipples with his mouth and hand, sucking hard on one.
“I think that’s an agreeable solution.”
Hearing their talk Stefan brought the lube.
“Should I prepare you, master?”
“Yes, but my sister will assist you.”
It wasn’t new for Rebekah and she sank to her knees, joining Stefan. While shaking a bit she thrust one lubed finger inside her brother’s body, helped by Stefan who spread the cheeks for her. Her brother groaned and Rebekah pulled the finger out only to push inside again. Then suddenly Stefan’s tongue joined her finger, licking her and her brother’s entrance. It was exhilarating. They continued until Rebekah had three fingers inside, marveling how the hole widened to accept them. Then Klaus ordered them to stop.
“Slave, lay down on the bed.”
Stefan once more laid down on the bed, stroking his neglected cock. Klaus kneeled down over his crotch and then, with a quick move, sat down on Stefan’s cock. Rebekah watched with awe how it was swallowed by Klaus’ body. The young vampire groaned and tried to push upwards, but Klaus held him down easily with one hand.
“No, behave. First my sister should get her taste of my cock!”
Smirking a bit to mask her apprehension, Rebekah sat down on Stefan’s chest, just in front of her brother. She leaned forwards to kiss the grinning mouth, wanting to make him stop. Klaus put one arm around her and with a practiced move pushed into her. They froze when he was completely sheathed inside, looking into each other’s eyes. For a moment Rebekah was a bit disappointed. Physically it was no different than sleeping with any other man. But, knowing that this was taboo, that this was wrong in the eyes of nearly every society made it exciting.
Rebekah began to move and then another set of hands were on her ass and hips, groping and stroking her. She didn’t have to do anything as both men began to move. Stefan bucked upwards and Klaus move forwards and back again. It was like a wave. Soon the room was filled by moans and gasps, as well as with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and the bed was creaking with their movements.
Then they heard Stefan groaning as he approached the edge, screaming out both their names when he came. Despite her earlier orgasm Rebekah felt her insides shiver in the familiar anticipation. Klaus still held her with one arm and the other stroked her clit. With Stefan’s hands behind her it was all too much. Screaming out, Rebekah came, clenching around her brother’s cock. Even for Klaus it was all he needed and he spilled his seed deep inside her.
They all slumped on the bed in a tangle of limbs, not caring that they were covered in each other’s juices. Rebekah fell asleep instantly being held by both men.
*
Just two days later Mikael had found them and Klaus forbade her to stay behind with Stefan in the middle of chaos. She only remembered being dragged to the back alley when a familiar dagger was pushed into her heart. What had happened in the meantime? There was only one way to find out and thus Rebekah got out of the coffin.
THE END